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The teacher said that Class A has a special lesson today. The exercises will not take place on the territory of the U. A. and that makes it nostalgically disturbing, it is worth remembering how their last lesson ended on the territory of the U. S. J. But that center has long been restored, although what time lessons will not be spent in it.
As the heroes find out, the League of Villains is not planning to attack the city in the near future, but it is worth remaining wary.
— Hey, Midoriya, have you heard about today's class yet?
— Of course, everyone has already heard.
— Kaminari and I are going to have a good time, because Midnight will be there! — Mineta smiled depraved, glancing at his classmate, who is also going to take part in whatever it is. But Jiro forcefully stuck headphones in both of their ears, and they quickly stopped giggling.
— The cretins.
— But if we think about it. He called it a "special activity," — Midoriya began to reason.
— We have a special lesson, if not a ordinary lesson. It's always like this. I wouldn't be surprised if it's something big again! — Kirishima punched his fist and became hard. — In any case, this is a great chance to become even stronger.
— Kirishima, you're always positive. I like your attitude! — Iida waved his arms.
— Shut your mouths, freaks!
Of course, the day couldn't go on without either the ringleader or the quiet one of the class. Keep quiet, because it's already time is seven fifty, but Bakugou has just spoken up. But wonder Midoriya jumped up from his chair in fright, since he probably didn't even know Katsuki was here. And Katsuki, with his nose buried in an improvised hand pillow, tried to doze off again. Yesterday, the poor guy trained his quirk until full night, although after the punishment, he and Deku were forbidden to train. Especially not in a place prepared for this or not in a gym.
But it's okay if it means that the classroom will somehow be quieter than usual. Although, everyone has already noticed that after his fight with Midoriya, both became a little quieter.
— On the other hand, it was to be expected, — Yaoyorozu glanced at the Deku.
He waved his hands, awkwardly taking the blame on himself.
— It's been fifty-nine minutes, everyone sit down! — Iida commanded.
— Iida, you're only one who's not sitting down again.
Iida looked around at Uraraka's comment. Indeed, he was standing between two rows when the others were already seated. There was a cough from behind, and with a hiccup he quickly landed in his seat, after bowing with apologies.
Aizawa stood on a kind of podium, removing a yellow bag from himself, like a butterfly passing from a chrysalis into a beautiful graceful insect. But Eraserhead was not an insect, and... he was not particularly beautiful. One could say that if it weren't for the popularity rating. By some miracle, he's still one of the hundred most popular hero, isn't he? But that meant only one thing—he needed to keep himself within the bar.
The lack of sleep at school no longer surprised anyone, although he was going to end it himself, realizing that he was infecting children with it.
And once again, he's still standing here, and the sleeping bag is already on his back.
— Hello. So. I think you already know about today's lesson?
The whole class replied "Yes!" in unison.
— Bakugou, you better listen carefully. This lesson will be useful for you and Midoriya.
Bakugou clicked his tongue, but raised his head. The bruises didn't add much charm, and it would have been better if he had continued to be a noisy and annoying idiot. Although he obviously didn't want to argue with the teacher right now.
— That's how it is... Team training sessions... — Midoriya began to reason in a whisper. He glanced at Yaoyorozu, reading his own rightness in her gaze. — I wouldn't be surprised if Kacchan and I are involved in this...
— Shut up already! — Bakugou shouted.
— Midoriya's right, — Bakugou folded his arms sullenly. — The lesson will be held at the Ground Omega. It's far enough from the school grounds, so get your suits on the bus. You will find out the details on the spot.
But before the students jumped up to their costumes, Aizawa immediately stopped them.
— But before that, I want to say a few words, — they sat down in their seats, watching carefully. — I know it's been almost a year. Your first year is coming to an end, and you undoubtedly know a lot of things. You worked both as a team and individually... You also fought with real villains...
Aizawa really wanted to say that something more was waiting for them. Not a great future, but the opposite. Another fight. Although he himself did not know for sure if this was so, because he did not want to endanger teenagers. And of course, I wanted to believe that this was not the case.
— I just want to say that... You need more team spirit! Midoriya, Bakugo, this is especially true for you! — Their faces immediately drooped, although Deku seemed to blush with shame on the contrary. — Learn to fully work in a team and trust each other. Learn to use not only your own quirk, but also to rely on the quirk of others. Learn from this lesson not only physical qualities and innovations, but also get to know each other better. This will help you work with other characters in the future.
Even though they've been classmates for almost a year, and they've been living under the same roof for more than a month, they clearly miss it. They can't know each other the way they think they do. It's just physically impossible. They may know each other's names, know how they live and what they dream about, but that's not enough. Aizawa is sure of it.
The students looked at each other proudly, realizing that their teacher was undoubtedly right. The teacher missed the thought in his head that he himself should be proud of them no matter what. But he quickly shook his head when a smile began to rise to his lips and yawned.
— All right, now take your suits and let's go.
— Yes, Aizawa-sensei!! — they shouted in unison.